Chapter 215: Taking precautions, the shameless deadbeat · Meng Yi

Before entering the "Special Dungeon · Powerhouse Tournament", Meng Yi needed to borrow a galaxy-level field to exert the output of a Seventh Rank Breakthrough.

And now, he had already become the absolute center maintaining the operation of a galaxy.

If he wanted to borrow strength to amplify himself again, he would have to borrow more magnificent large-scale astronomical structures.

On the macroscopic cosmic scale, the ranking of various celestial body levels from small to large, starting from the perspective of Earth, are:

Earth (Planet)

Sure enough, the development of the plot was exactly as he had imagined. Seeing Long Yi crush the pill, he used the residue of those drugs and began to knead them together, as if kneading them very casually.

Being beaten passively was not his style. Even though he had made up his mind to defend the city relying on the twenty-zhang-high city walls of Qingzhou, it did not prevent Chen Muzhi from filing down his sword edge first.

His thoughts were pulled back to the present, as if a soap bubble had burst in an instant; the original brilliance and beauty disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Yu Yao was frightened and stunned. Turning her head to look at the sullen Qin Weihe, a sense of grievance welled up, and she let go and ran away.

What Tang Song Yuan and Mary were doing, the natives who were invited to watch would not know. Besides, they couldn't spare the time.

At this moment, her thought was to perish together with Long Yi, to kill Long Yi and avenge her brother.

Because wanting to open the Divine Restriction required enduring the test of the Heavenly Dao, this was inherently an act against heaven. Endless laws were drowning him, order turned into a divine whip to strike him, and the Great Dao turned into a heavenly blade to behead him.

"Su Xiao." A clear and moist call came from one side of the corridor, along with the sound of high heels hitting the floor.

"What?! You actually dare to touch my things, I'm going to kill you!" The Village Chief saw that the things thrown were actually his helmet and hat, and he sobered up instantly.

Ordinary monsters cannot easily create bodies to store souls, and ordinary people cannot easily stay in the human world for hundreds of years.

It's just that according to this trend, the possibility of the Third Young Master being the next head of the He family is very high.

He belonged to the White Tiger Battalion commanded by Fang Wei and naturally knew that Fang Wei governed his troops very strictly. At this time, he was on duty, and if he were to fight with Tong Niuer, it would definitely cause a scene. If Fang Wei found out, he would definitely not be lenient, so he had no choice but to swallow this bitter pill.

Although their strength was not bad, compared to the two bosses present, they were nothing! Since their regiment commander had already bowed his head, what were they being tough for?

The boatmen didn't like the arrogance of the young people; they played deaf and dumb and busied themselves with their own affairs, not paying attention to them at all.

The guard turned and left. Su Nan swept a glance at the layout of the room, didn't find anything dangerous, and only then walked into the room, came to the desk, looked at the middle-aged man, and didn't speak.

For the sake of safety, this was the only way. But in the future, when he had more subordinates, he would be able to free himself, which could also be considered as fighting for his own future freedom.

Because the brothers and sisters who were originally at the same level of strength had now surpassed him, although they wouldn't look down on him, who could understand his feelings?

So Chu Lian didn't say anything more, just secretly urged He Changdi to handle this hot potato well.

"Rong Bai, your body is the priority now, let's talk about other things later, okay?" Wen Wan refused again. Rong Bai knew that if he didn't take this opportunity, it would be almost impossible to get Wen Wan to loosen up in the future, and it was also a technical job.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Haobai grabbed Luo Ziqing's hand. His other hand was still driving, and this side had already pulled Luo Ziqing's hand to his mouth.

They could feel that, undoubtedly, the bow in Qidiao Mo's hand was also a rare ancient divine artifact, just like Xuanyuan Long Yin's Heaven-Shaking Drum, the South-Pointing Chariot, and Mu Han's Kunlun Mirror. ===== CHAPTER 216 =====